The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1887-04-13

mask; so he talked argumentativsly and
unpleasantly about triAes-the last novels.
new music, and some promised gayeties-
| until they found themselves at the en-
trance 10 Central Park.
We'll turn now" said May; 'T'm not
quite plebelan enough TO walk IN the park
or Sunday. like Hans and Gretchen"
Miss Leroy, responded Hollis. seizing
the happy opening tor his lecture, ''il
would be better to think less OF what is pa.
trician, and more of what is charitable and
wOmaDly."
very well donel' said May, regarding
him critically. Now what piece Of bur-
lesque is that?"
"Burlesque?" he repeated, vexed and
puzzled.
why, OF course. Whenever you look
you're Joking. In natural condition you
are always sleepy, Indifferent or sar-
castle"
It flashed across Hollis that this might
hold grain of truth, and he stammered
good deal in replying, Perhaps, l don't
think it good form to show every emo
tion.4 Then, very much vexed, and very
much in love, he broke out hotly, Heaven
made you to be the angel you LOOK, but
through luxury and idleness you become
unfeeliDg, selfish and cruel"
May was paying but careless attention,
and even as he spoke her eyes were fixed on
: couple who were coming toward them
and evidently about 10 enter the park
gates.
II say" reiterated Hollis, there is no
kindly instinct, no love or pity, left in the
fashionable woman. She is utterly I'M
feeling, frozen, and
Mays face wore an amused smile, and
her attention was entirely fixed on the
approaching couple-a dapper young man
wearing scarlet crayat, and q pretty,
delicate-looking girl.
utterly frozen" repeated Hollis,
aDgrDy; Just then May nodded to the
young girl, who, with confused blush, re-
turned the greeting. Hollis thought the
girls face was familiar he halted, stared,
turned about and started again. IAN ecru
bonnet" he exclaimed, land crimson
roses Why, it's yours, Miss Leroy No,
you're wearing yours, and-and, she-that
young person wears one exactly like it.
Good heavens! she is-she is"
Little Robinson, my milliner," said
May, laughing. "She's taking an Easter
walk with her young man. and she COM
pliments me by having made herself q
bonnet Just like NINE"
TELL me-" vociferated Hollis, wildly,
when was your bonnet sent home?
Answer
Yesterday morning. Why, what is the
matter with your" said Miss Leroy, as she
caught the smiles of passeIs by.
Then, pursued Hollis in the same ex-
cited way, 81 dare say that girl made her
own bonnet last Dight!''
What do you mean?" asked May, very
much vexed that her escort was making q
spectacle of himself.
"Oh, nothing" he jerked out, with a
nervous laugh-"nothing at all. ] was
merely-merely not feeling very well. Ha
pleasant weather-isnt it?' And he
Whisked his walkngstick in the air to APP
pear at ease and uncOncerned.
They had turned about toward home,
and Miss Leroy observed him very curl
Ously. Presently she fred a little shot.
~ hope you feel better now. You seem
more natural-more like Mr.. Wells -
Like Wel's?" exclaimed Hollis. sThank
you for the compliment. He's a sinister,
selfsh"-the young man stopped for good
word, and found told society tramp"
II hate him." said May coolly.
You flirt with him" retorted Hollis.
81 certainly don't make q display of sim
cerity or kindliness to cynics who only rid
icule what they can't md rstand, she said,
cuttingly.
"Humph that sounds well from you who
satirize every honest word"
II don't have the chance" she replied,
with deliberation. II never hear one.n
They had reached her fathers house, and
as she passed in, Hollis, silently aud unin-
vited, followed her into the parlor, careful
ly closed the door, faced her, and said,
Then you shall hear an earnest word now,
Miss Leroy"
Just the construction of that Earnest
word need not be explained. 1t was not
very long, and it dissolved soon into
slight sound, which, fer eloquence, shames
the highest flights of oratory.
Now, May" said Hollis as she twisted
her finger in and out of button-hole of
his coat, and looked shy as a schoolgirl,
''iust explain one thing more. What was
IL the box YOU took to the milliner?'
1T was box of Easter presents, and
sum of money for herself and the little
| sisters" answered May. Robinson is an
inpulsive, hysterioal little creature, and
whenever give her anything she grows 30
rldiculously thankful and says It's too
| much. Oh. l can't can't accept it,
Why | can hardly keep her down by being
crcss.'
How could you deceive me so?" ex-
claimed Hollis.
''Pshaw l don't care to pose as Lady
Bountiful," said May. Then she laid her
head on her lovers shoulder, and rained
tears all over his new spring oVercoat.
my hearts darling" he cried, what IS
| the matter"
'Oh" she sobbed out, sit does woman,
especially society woman, so much good
| to have a nice, happy cry in-in some
body's arms" before which queer but per-
| fectly true declaration Mr.. Hollis stood
puzzled, awe struck. but entirely blissful,
-Harper's Bazaar.